You stopped sucking my tongue and took in a deep breath as my work hardened hands slowly caressed your back. I could feel the marks in your skin from...the bra as I caressed you and slowly moved my hands in small circular motions towards your front. I slipped both hands up under your bra that was still clinging to your breasts and you gasped as your soft, yet firm breasts slid out of the grasp of the bra into my hands.I felt your breasts, the weight of them was pleasing as was the firmness, yet. "Jeannette heaved a sigh of relief. "Nice to get my story proved, Tom."Tom hesitated before going on. "There is more. They cannot say who your Malan child is, just from the records on Earth, held by that lawyer firm. There is a possibility that DNA might suffice to show a link to a particular child, so they want a saliva sample for testing, if you are willing to provide that, Jeannette." Of course, Tom. Do I have to kiss you, to give it to you, or will a sample tube do the job?"Enid giggled at. I noticed how you look to guys and...under the waist line...and how you get nervous when changing clothes in front of another guy...." He said."Am I that obvious?" I asked."You bet you are!" He said laughing, no matter what...he was actually my best friend...one of the few that even if I didn't feel like smiling...he'd make me laugh....I liked that on him...I walked him home and his mother was there to welcome him, she invited me in, like...dozens of times...but I sincerely couldn't. He took my hand gently in his, and a look of insecurity and even fear came about his features. “Christa,” he said, “I have something to tell you.”“Here it comes,” I thought. I had noticed David’s awkwardness around his masculinity, his strange emotional outbursts, and had been thinking that he was probably gay. I looked him strait in the eye, determined to give him the support he needed.“You know you can tell me anything” I said. He squeezed my hand and continued his voice suddenly a soft purr..